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The young father known by now as Koti had pushed as hard as long and as hard as he could, finding comfort from the kiss that was placed upon his lips from his master and the encouraging words that he spoke to him. He had kept a tight grip on the covers of the bed, so tight the grip of his hands were that his knuckles were white as snow from the pressure his hand was putting on the covers of the bed on either side of his aching hips. He had smiled through his weariness as the second pup was crying out to him to be nursed, gently guiding it's mouth to one of his perky milk filled breasts to feed from him and letting him latch on. So far there were two pups and they were both boys. He had wondered as to how many more pups were left inside of him.